A girl and boy love each other. Madly. But there is a problem. The girl has a Beau, but her beau has almost left her numerous times. For multiple reasons. One being that they do not see each other often enough for either of their taste. Another being that she is broken. She's been hurt. By him and others. She doesn't know how to live. she doesn't know how to love properly. so she thinks. But perhaps she dose know how to love, she simply need the right man to love. She thinks she's may have found him. At first she thought it was her current Beau, but now, now she's not so sure. Now. . Her heart is responding to another. It leaps to him and their past love. She wants His arms around her. And His lips to meet hers. She's so conflicted. She still cares about the other, but her feelings for the old one. . it stirs her, it warms her and makes her want more of what she barely had. She wants so badly to be the one he whisperers his love to, she wants to be with him, her heart begs of it. Her heart screams at her to go to him, to let him heal her, to help her regain her sanity.
She's so conflicted. She cares about them both, deeply. She love's the one form her past more, so she believes. He is the one her heart longs for after all. She just can't stand the thought of hurting the other. It makes her sick. Her stomach becomes knots and tries to offer up all of it's contents. At the same time, she wants the other, so bad it pains her, she feels the ghost of his arms around her, she longs for it like it's her drug. She can't truly convey this to either of them though. It would hurt both of the to know her confliction. She doesn't want to hurt either of them, but she has to hurt one or both.
All's she has to do is pick one; and that is her biggest dilemma.